Yesterday was a bad idea. We got some discouraging news. I was operating on little sleep and dealing with a horrible cold and ended up driving in "heavy flurries" (didn't know such a phrase exists, but it does according to Environment Canada) to the doctor's office to get antibiotics.
While I was cleaning up, I discovered that darling daughter had tucked in her dolly on our bed. There she was, propped up on pillows and covered with the small afghan my grandmother made me when I was a baby. Darling daughter had made her comfortable before she headed off for preschool. Despite all the crap I've been wading through lately, this put a smile on my face.
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